H.M.D.

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There were baloons in the Indian restaurant tonight. H.M.D. means Happy Mother's Day, of course. My mother is in Germany today. She is certainly very sad that I am not there. Of course.
I came across this old picture of my mother and me in front of the building in which I basically grew up in Poland. (The windows by the top edge of the photograph belonged to the east side of our apartment...)
The other, older boy in the picture was the neighbour Andrzej Luzniak (He was the boy who had hamsters and fish and other exciting little animals). The girl holding the jaPod (ja=i in Polish) in the front was his older sister Alina. (I found her very attractive, but obviously out of my league. You can see how frightened I am...)
What does this all have to do with Mother's day? I am afraid not very much. I just think my mother would be deed to see this picture now. Maybe when she comes across this site again. Hi mom. (Can you see me waving?)

jastrzebie_riedel_1974.jpg

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I like your mom's flip-flops. I think even in the year 3009 people will still wear them.

: )
so true... I think they might have been the very first shoe design. (Maybe even when we had oposing big toes.)
: D

you've got that "cranky-little-kid-i-just-woke-up-from-a-nap" look.

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